The Day I Took Hayeon's Virginity
“Hngh…!”
The moment I slipped a finger inside her, Hayeon’s body went rigid and she swayed as if she might topple backward. A short, sharp cry tore from her throat, and then a fountain erupted between her legs.
—Psssh, fwoosh! Splattt…!
Clear fluid sprayed out in a wild arc. There was so much of it that the climax juices splattered across the floor, soaking not only the clothes she had stripped off but even the front of my pants.
…She came from just one finger.
I pulled my wet finger free, impressed. Hayeon was still lost in the aftershocks, breathing hard and trembling all over.
“Just how sensitive is that pussy of yours? Tiny tits, trash pussy—everything about you is pathetic, huh?”
My teasing made her face flush scarlet with shame.
“I-it’s not…! Your finger’s just weirdly big…!”
She stammered out the excuse in a shaky voice. I had no intention of listening. Her reaction was too entertaining, so I brought my finger back to her pussy once more.
—Schlick!
“Hii, hhit, hnguuuh, aaah…!”
This time I pushed in deeper, up to the second knuckle. Even more lewd moans spilled from her lips. She was so sensitive that just having my finger inside made her twist her hips, not knowing what to do with herself. I stirred the finger around inside her, teasing her.
The walls of her cunt were hotter and more intricate than I’d imagined. Tiny ridges brushed and tickled the tip of my finger, sending pleasant shivers up my arm. Hayeon glared up at me as if the sudden intrusion of a man’s finger was some kind of injustice, but pleasure made her eyelids flutter helplessly.
“You like it here?”
I deliberately scraped over her G-spot.
“Nngh…!”
“Or maybe here?”
This time I stroked the opposite wall, soft and slow.
“Haaahng…!”
Every movement of my finger drew an honest reaction from her body. She tried to hold back her moans by curling forward, but that only drove my finger deeper. Even though she had just climaxed, her body was already heating up again, craving the next wave of pleasure.
“Wait—wait a second…!”
She begged in that sweet voice, but I wasn’t about to go easy. If anything, her reactions were making me harder by the second. So I used that single finger to gently scoop and scrape along her inner walls, caressing her with nothing but the soft pad of my fingertip—no nails.
“Ough, kngh, haah…!”
Animalistic sounds leaked from her mouth. Hayeon frantically tried to shove my arm away with both hands, but the difference in strength between my muscled frame and her soft body was obvious.
“Let go…!”
“Don’t wanna. The more you push, the deeper I go.”
I grinned and enjoyed her struggle. Every time she shoved at my arm, my finger advanced farther into the deepest part of her pussy.
—Schlick…
“I-I’m sorry…! I was wrong!”
Terrified that I really would bury the whole thing, she hurriedly pulled her hands away.
“Good girl.”
And then, contrary to any promise, I shoved my finger in all the way. It pressed against a soft yet slightly firm spot deep inside her.
“Hiiiek!”
“Come to think of it, I never said I’d stop even if you let go.”
“Y-you cheater…!”
She snapped at me weakly, but her voice was immediately swallowed by a scream of climax.
—Psssh! Fwoosh!
Once again love juices erupted like a fountain and soaked the floor.
“Hwaa, aaaaahng…!”
The second orgasm was far more violent. Hayeon’s eyes rolled back; she clutched my clothes and shook violently. My cock, already rock-hard inside my pants, felt ready to burst. I wanted to fuck her for real now. Part of me wanted to make her cum another ten or twenty times just like this, but if I did that my underwear would be soaked through with pre-cum.
I stroked the soft flesh of her inner thighs a few times with my thumb, savoring the plush, yielding texture, then reluctantly withdrew my finger from her pussy. My hand went to my belt buckle. The second I moved, Hayeon freaked out and started thrashing wildly.
“Sex—sex is off-limits…!”
She shoved at me with everything she had, but a body that had already climaxed twice had no strength left. And watching her thrash around naked like that only made me harder. The kind of movement that pisses a cock right off.
“You’ve got that much lust and you’re still refusing sex? Feisty little thing.”
“I’m a man! I don’t want to look at some other guy’s dick!”
“You really think that sounds convincing while you’re dripping pussy juice everywhere?”
I flicked her clit lightly with a finger.
“Hiiiiit…!”
She screamed and clutched my clothes, yanking her hips backward. Her clit was a weak point, sure, but the truth was her entire body was one big erogenous zone—a pure erotic body.
“You’re not a man. You’re a woman. No—you’re a female. A girl with an easy pussy that cums over and over from a man’s fingers.”
My words made her shake her head frantically left and right, as if I’d hit some kind of trigger.
“No, no! That’s impossible—I’m a man! I’ve always been a man, and I still am!”
A pitiful woman denying reality. But a woman with a ridiculously fuckable body. That was the thought that crossed my mind every time I looked at Hayeon. I muttered as if I had no other choice.
“Looks like I’ll have to give you the injection that makes you admit you’re a woman.”
I shoved my pants all the way down and stepped closer. Close enough that our breaths mingled. My fully erect cock nudged against her lower belly.
“W-what… what are you doing…?”
Even as she spoke roughly, her flushed face was already staring down at the massive cock prodding her stomach. She had stopped resisting. She swallowed hard.
Man or not, the second she saw a cock she lost her mind. Female instinct had already beaten her delusion.
I smirked inwardly and slowly angled my cock toward the entrance of her pussy.
“No… I don’t want it…”
She kept murmuring that she hated it, yet she no longer fought. Instead she subtly parted her legs, making it easier for me to enter.
Just as I was about to push in—
—Creeeak.
The sound of the men’s restroom door opening came from the hallway. With lightning speed I shoved Hayeon into the nearest stall and followed her inside, snatching up the clothes she’d discarded as well. They were soaked from her squirting; putting them back on later would be a pain. Hayeon seemed to understand we couldn’t get caught—she held her breath in the cramped stall. Luckily the men’s restrooms at this academy had unusually roomy stalls. There was even a bidet; expensive schools really were different.
“Hey, wanna shoot some pool today?”
“New season of Wind of the Steppes dropped yesterday. Let’s just play that.”
Two guys had walked in. The voices sounded familiar—then I recognized them. The upperclassmen who had come looking for me in the cafeteria a few days ago. What had they said back then… something about being grateful for my sacrifice? I couldn’t remember exactly. From the sound of it they were standing at the urinals, taking a leisurely piss.
I pinned the silent Hayeon against the wall again and forced her legs open. Her pussy lay completely exposed. The arrival of the two men had snapped her somewhat back to her senses; she urgently tried to stop me. But I leaned in first and whispered against her ear.
“Keep fighting and I’ll scream that you tried to rape me. What do you think those two will think when they see this?”
Just being a woman inside the men’s restroom was already a serious crime here. If a naked woman had pulled a man’s pants down, it could easily be attempted rape—enough to rot in prison for life.
“…Bastard.”
Reality finally hit her. Hayeon gave up resisting. She bit her lip and turned her head away, making it clear how furious she was. But her body was honest.
—Drip, drip!
While her face rejected sex, her pussy kept dripping love juices one drop at a time, unable to hide its anticipation. Watching that delicious sight, I slowly began to push my cock inside.
—Squelch.
The sensation of my glans forcing its way through the tight entrance. Just that was enough to make Hayeon almost moan; she clamped both hands over her mouth. Those hands were trembling.
Finally getting to fuck her.
I pushed in with a delighted expression—then my face stiffened. Even with just the head inside, the grip was unreal. Her pussy was twitching and sucking me in even while I stayed still.
What the hell is this pussy…?
It felt far better than I had expected—almost frighteningly good. I kept controlling my strength and eased in slowly. If I slammed it all in at once, a sensitive little pussy like hers would definitely scream.
Outside, the upperclassmen’s conversation drifted in.
“You remember that guy from before?”
“Who?”
“The one who said he’d be the practice model.”
“Ah, the dude who lets the girls in his class use his dick? What about him?”
They were talking about me. I paused and focused on their words. Hayeon seemed too busy suppressing pleasure to hear any of it.
“Apparently he’s going into the Sex Treatment Room with girls every single day now.”
“What? For real? Damn, how does he even do that?”
“The whole academy’s talking about it. Pretty sure there’s nobody left who doesn’t know him.”
I figured they were trash-talking me behind my back. Probably calling me a filthy slut. But their conversation went in a completely different direction from what I expected.
“Not only sacrificing himself as a practice model, he’s even taking care of the girls’ sexual needs.”
“Whoa, he’s that kind-hearted?”
“Must be a sense of responsibility. Or maybe he’s trying to impregnate them for the future of the country.”
“What an unreal guy. Is he even the same species of man as us?”
“Right? I try to give girls sex when I can, but… ugh, the way they throw themselves at me like a bunch of horny female monkeys is just disgusting.”
“Sigh, we were born men—what can we do? We have to make the sacrifice.”
“No matter how I think about it, I could never call girls in every day like that guy. Just imagining it gives me chills.”
I was dumbfounded. They were packaging the fact that I just fucked girls because I was horny into some noble sacrifice and sense of duty. In this world, no matter what a man did, people found a way to spin it positively.
While I stood there blankly, Hayeon suddenly tapped my arm. Her expression was desperate. My cock was only halfway in, yet she already looked ready to cum. The upperclassmen, however, were still washing their hands and chatting about me. I covered her mouth with my hand so she couldn’t make a sound, stacking my larger hand over the ones she already had pressed to her lips. My hand was big enough that it blocked her nose too; she started hitting my arm because she couldn’t breathe, but I refused to let go.
—Creeeak, slam.
Finally the sound of the men leaving. The second I confirmed it, I yanked my hand away and pulled my cock free.
—Schlorp!
Her pussy lips clung to me as if reluctant to let go, and the huge moan she had been holding back exploded out.
“Aaaaahng…! Kngh…!”
—Pssshhhhh!
Hayeon’s eyes rolled slightly and she unleashed an enormous fountain downward. The tighter her pussy gripped, the more absurdly sensitive it seemed to be. At this rate I was half-worried she’d squirt so much during sex that she’d dehydrate.